3rd January, 1920
The ceasefire started today. The final piece is not signed yet, but we are working on it. Estonian and Soviet government are working on the border arrangements and other things we don't know about. But they are working on it.
I heard from the radio that Estonian army is 3rd on the size in Europe. When Russians backed down, we got the equipment.
Boys are healing nicely. We decided to go out today. Ducky is joining us too.
Jethro is walking good, his shoulder is good, except he has sometimes troubles using his arm. Tony is using cane to walk. Tim is still in memory holes sometimes. And Ducky is not the same.
All of the guys are more quiet, more mature and more conscious of world. They are not the same, but none of us is.
We walk to the old schoolhouse. We go to Jethro's old classroom. The books are on tables, some chairs are kicked down. I look at the blackboard in front of the class. There are names.
Mugur
Käsper
Gibbs
Kohlapuu
Tääker
Konsap
Käämer
Martinson
Miljan
Martinson
DiNozzo
McGee
The names of the boys, who went to war. 5 of them are dead now, other 7 will never be the same. They might walk on the same roads, they might do the same things, but it won't be the same. They are wounded and need to heal, but no matter what, nothing will ever be the same.